High Life

At noon, our Airbus was ready to board at Landvetter. In no time, we were on our way above Skatås and Gothenburg’s southern archipelago towards the United Kingdom. Seeing Ringkøbing Fjord from above, I was reminded of the wild proportions of those 100 kilometres, and from the folded menu (that once used to be the High Life magazine), I ordered a very British cheese and ham sandwich.

Once on the ground in London, we picked up a Citroën C3 and hit the M4 towards “The West”. Driving for nearly five hours and stopping only for coffee once, the first hours were in sunshine but, as we approached the coast, it started raining. Now at our small B&B in Broad Haven (a little more than one kilometre from the start in Little Haven), both Anna and I have slept really well, listening to the rain and the distant sounds of the Atlantic. According to the forecast, the rain will stop in about an hour and, while there may be some light drizzle during the day, conditions look good for Anna’s first ultra, with sunshine expected later in the afternoon.